The director frowned slightly, as if he was silently dissatisfied with my behavior.

When he returned, he wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin and said to me, "Let me tell you, Zhao Long, I am a doctor, a very good doctor! I know how to do internal medicine and surgery, and I am an expert! The director of the bureau was diagnosed with prostatic hyperplasia some time ago, and after taking a lot of Chinese medicine, it didn't work. I prescribed him a secret recipe, and after a week, and after only one week, he was completely cured, and now he is in high spirits and has quality sex twice a week, and it is not a problem......"

Although he is good, many of the words are indeed a bit funny, especially when he is energetic, he actually says that he is trembling! What is even more ridiculous is that he even moved out of his sex life!

The director's face was a little embarrassed, but it was hard to say anything. He has also dealt with many Americans, who are much more open than Chinese, and they can talk about sex and love at any time. They are not as traditional as China, and they find it difficult to say these words.

The director tapped the dish with chopsticks, coughed lightly, and urged: "Eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"

I suspect that Man Benrui is not drunk with a thousand cups, although he has drunk a lot, he can still talk and laugh, brag and brag earth-shattering, and moreover, he still speaks Chinese.

It seems that I really underestimated this Manbenrui.

Halfway through the third bottle of Moutai, I went to the bathroom.

A peculiar smell came to my nose, and I found that the porcelain wall of the toilet was full of leftovers.

That's what Manbenray vomited!

Only then did I realize that Man Benrui had been stiffening, but in fact, he was no longer good! Man Benrui was a very strong American, and he had been pretending to be a wine fairy in front of me, slapping his swollen face and becoming fat!

This ghost!

After solving the physiological problem, I took a few deep breaths and felt that I had not fully developed my alcohol consumption. A vast battle arose, and I finally strengthened my determination and confidence to defeat Manbourre, and decided to win this wine war!

In my opinion, this is not a simple wine war, but a war without gunpowder!

When I returned to the table, I found that Man Benrui was really tired, but when he saw me coming back, he immediately cheered up, shook his head, stretched out his finger and pointed at the wine glass in front of me and said, "Your wine, it's time to drink it." I've just had a drink with Director Yu!"

I sat down, picked up my glass and lit it up in the air, and said, "It's okay if I have a drink, you have to follow!"

Man Benrui smiled indifferently, also picked up the wine glass, and said with a smile: "Keep up, keep up! I will accompany you to get drunk today and never return!"

I was stunned. Dare to love this Man Benrui is a master of making up idioms! He put together two idioms of one drunk party and one drunk and not drunk and no return! He is simply too talented!

The director was also amused by Manbenrui's humor, and couldn't stop laughing with his wine glass.

To be precise, I was already a little drunk, and the more I looked at Manbenrui, the more unpleasant I became! This Yankee has the domineering and heroic spirit of the chief of the guard, Kesef. For me, the word "Kesef" is definitely a very exciting challenge. But I have not yet fulfilled my wish to defeat him, and this desire is clear at this moment, I can fight for honor, I can fight for my country, and I can fight for my lover!

To a certain extent, drinking alcohol amplifies anything, including hatred.

In this seemingly harmonious atmosphere, I gradually magnified and magnified my suspicions of Manbenrui. so big that it is as big as a mountain and as a sea.

Thinking of Zhang Dengqiang's words, as well as the arrogance of Man Benrui in front of me before, as well as the concealment of Director You and You Meng, my suspicion of this Man Benrui is getting heavier and heavier, to the extent that I want to punch him and cripple him!

The effect of alcohol provoked a fight in my body!, but I also felt that this Man Benrui was not good enough to fight me, he was just a doctor. If he's a martial arts master like Kesef Mike, then I'll definitely have a fair fight with him in the way of a martial artist!

In the midst of complex imagination and speculation, we continued to drink cup by cup, and the director and Mrs. You did not know how many times they persuaded us, but it did not stop our enthusiasm for drinking. This Yankee's disguise is indeed very strong, although he went to the bathroom again and again to vomit, but he never showed any signs of soft-mouthed, just blindly drank with me, and even lost no time in sarcastically mocking me.

It occurred to me that it was so late, this Yankee wouldn't be staying at Director Yu's house, would he?

As soon as this flash appeared, I suddenly sobered up a little.

I feel more and more that the relationship between this Man Benrui and Yumu is extraordinary.

I'm going crazy! The narcotic effect of alcohol has amplified the resentment and suspicion in my heart until it is inexhaustible.

I tried to shake my head vigorously to sober myself up, and sober up a little more, but to no avail.

As if he was addicted, he drank with me one after another, and I suspected that this Yankee had taken stimulants, and his mental state, in the fight with me cup by cup, became more and more excited, more and more arrogant.

Until I gradually realized that something was wrong!

He toasted with his neck tilted back and toasted, and he almost drank more and more, which made me a little suspicious. According to my speculation, he couldn't have had such a large amount of alcohol, by no means!

I took a closer look at Manbourley's cup, and as if he had noticed my suspicious gaze, he hastened to take it in his hand, as if to deliberately hide from me.

I leaned forward, snatched the cup from his hand, leaned in front of my nose and sniffed it!

Where is liquor, it is obviously boiled water!

In other words, this Man Benrui has been teasing me with boiled water!

My anger was aroused at once! I was worried that I could not find a reason to dart at Manbenrui, and this great discovery gave me a reason to repair him at once!

I grabbed his cup, glared at him, and asked, "Are you drinking water or wine?"

Man Benrui had nothing to hide, looked at me embarrassedly, shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "You Chinese, water, wine, water, wine, water, wine, are the same." ”

I snapped, "Fart, can water be the same as wine?" Now, you, are you going to pay for your deception!"

Man Benrui leaned over and asked, "How do you pay?"

I picked up the remaining half bottle of Moutai on the table, grabbed Manbourley by the collar with one hand, and poured the wine into his mouth with the other.

Manbenray shouted at me, and I ignored it. Whether it's anger or resentment, I can't control my emotions, and I only have one thought in my heart, that is, to teach the Yankee in front of me a good lesson.

Director You lost no time in grabbing my arm, frowned, and said, "Zhao Long, have you drunk too much, what do you want to do?"

I turned to the director and said, "I didn't drink too much, I hate this kind of person the most, and as an American, he shouldn't deceive me like this! He has to pay for his deception!"

The director said, "What if I told you that it was me, that I made him do this?"

I was stunned for a moment: "What? I don't believe it, I don't believe it." ”

The director said: "You don't believe it, and you can't help but don't believe it! Manbenrui has a limited amount of alcohol, and I don't want him to make a fool of himself in front of you." So, the bottle of wine I put in front of him was filled with tap water. If he doesn't, his stomach really can't stand it!"

I sneered: "What? His stomach can't stand it? He is an American, Americans eat half-raw beef all day, and their stomachs are much healthier than our Chinese stomachs!" I finished indignantly, continuing to grab Manbourley's collar and pour wine into his mouth.

Still shaking his head to dodge, I pinched his chin and pressed the bottle against his mouth.

He closed his mouth and I opened his mouth with the cap, and the bottle collided with his teeth with a cacophony of sounds.

Manbourley looked at me almost pleadingly, his eyes wide open at the sudden outbreak of violence, but he could only say one word:

I ignored his pleas and continued to commit my own violence.

Seeing this scene, the director and Mrs. You came forward one after another, and the director took my arm and said, "You drank too much, drank too much, and you are crazy about drinking, aren't you?"

Mrs. Yu lingered anxiously in place for a moment, and quickly went back to the kitchen and poured a cup of tea, and put it on the table.

Only I know, but I'm actually quite sober.

At least, I know what I'm doing and why I'm doing it.

There are at least two reasons why I went to violence against Manbourley! In part, not just for the sake of dreams!

The persuasion of the director and his wife had been declared invalid, and I was thrilled by the Yankees in front of me. When he was no longer able to resist, he began to resign himself and began to accept the baptism of alcohol calmly.

Nearly half a bottle of liquor spilled into Manbenrui's mouth, and I stared at him with an arrogant frown, feeling that it was not enough to enjoy it.

And this Manbenrui, in fact, was playing an empty trick on me, and he suddenly raised his knees and pushed me down while I wasn't looking.

Fortunately, I had taken precautions, and I sank my arm and blocked his knee.

Manbenray groaned in pain.

Mrs. You was already at a loss for what to do, she was holding a teapot in her hand, but she didn't know where to put it, and shouted straight at Director You: "Old You, how can this be, you hurry up and think of a way, think of a way." Don't let them fight!"

The Director stood beside me, constantly tugging at my arm.

I ignored it. They are still committing their own acts of violence with impunity. As a sign of punishment, I slapped him twice in the face, and the sound was enough to shake the entire villa.

Man Benrui shouted in pain, and I turned my head and said to the director, "I drank too much, I can't control myself! I hate this Yankee!"